Drum Beat

Exciting jazz was reaching a maddening peak when I hastily checked into the renowned hotel’s deluxe room on a rainy afternoon.

From the balcony I saw you quietly swimming in the glass-like pool with your raucous friends. I nonchalantly sat at the blue window, quietly enjoying the fragrant wind from the west. You noticed me from the jam-packed pool side, peering from your beach chair under a burgundy and creme-colored umbrella. You were sipping frothy champagne from a delicate, long-stemmed flute. You smiled alluringly. So did I, though self-consciously.

Not long after that moment of distant eye-to-eye contact, we met in person at a pub. In the glimmering lights you were dancing with abandon, but then you took my delicate hand tenderly. I did not flinch or disapprove. I never would. Together, we walked slowly, deliberately toward a splendid meadow nearby. We sat contented in silence for a while. Then, with total trust we shared our hopes and dreams as old friends might. Your lusty eyes were aflame with passion and your sensuality soared to its assertive peak, yet I could see your sensitive understanding of my needs for tender coaxing, convincing. Your muscular hand gently massaged away the tension locked in my tender thighs.

I gradually understood your innate desire and joined you as the sweetest companion ever. I lavished your effortless ecstasy in the ultimate desire and celebrated the sensual pleasure you always yearned for.

Why wait? Joy has no end. This is just a beginning.

Brandi xoxo

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